"I was pulling a bit from one of the kids the book. Great trilogy about how things are never what they appear along with a healthy dose about paranoia not being the worst thing to have. It also throws in a bit about how dangerous freedom is without thinking about what comes after. The point is, go back far enough in any culture and at one time everyone's ancestor was descended from or related to Bobby Iron Hand, God of righteous beatings and Husband to Sally Shod-Boot, Goddess of Kicking Tail."
"Love it when Discovery comes through when trying to stay awake on a case." Henry added. He set the book down near the growing pile of books as he thought it best to answer with a more serious statement.
"I've been around enough bars to know never listen to the locals when it comes to how tough they are. The best way to get at the truth is getting it from folks who gain nothing from lying about it. In this case, most folks who mucked around with The Celtic back then knew they were in for a fight. Maybe not sheering off mountain tops three at a time but it was not about to be a walk in the park. Even the Vikings, the Nordic Mongols, knew to bring plenty of friends to when going ashore."
Henry went quiet for a second. He seemed about to continue when it looked like he drew a sudden blank. He opened and close his mouth trying to find his thought when if finally let it go. Having lost his steam, Henry pulled his own flask to add fuel back to his fire.
"Ahh," He said quietly, "that's better. As for that bit about the For...meins? They were more like them crappa in Japan. They had their own fight going on and lost to what would be the start of Celtics. At least... I think that how it went. Not much call for Irish heritage on TV unless its a week before Saint Patrick's Day."Statistics: Posted by Henry Gondorf — Sat Apr 19, 2014 1:14 am
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